Remix King: Folded

[Verse 1]

It's so silly of me to act like I don't need you bad

When all, all I can think about is us since I seen you last

I know I didn't have to walk away

All I had to do was ask for space

I'm telling you, "be on your way"

When I told you to fall back

[Chorus]

So can you come pick up your clothes?

I have them folded

Meet me at the door while it's still open

I know it's getting cold out, but it's not frozen

So come pick up your clothes

I have them folded

[Post-Chorus]

I'll let your body decide if this is good enough for you

Already folding it for you

Already folding up for you

I'll let your body decide if this is good enough for you

Already folding it for you

Already folding up for you

[Remix King]

I picked you my rose you are the chosen

Meet me at the cross while the door is still open

For my cause you ball-out like Demar DeRozan

But be sincere cause some of my pastors be pose’in

Some say its cold outside but its still not frozen

So choose me today and we'll both be chosen [Matthew 22:14]

Girl you know you are my world

More valuable to me than a pearl

My only one, my special one, my favorite girl

I would choose you over all the world’s riches

With you I would be the world’s richest

Never call you out your name

Never be no hoes or bitches

Let’s get married, you down with the hitches

Will you be my Misses

Your sense of humor always leaves me in stitches

When I say I love you, you smile at me

I'm love sick, you are the remedy

Let's be a family

Girl this ain’t no comedy

No joke, I’m trying to give you all of me

But Jesus keeps calling me

[Chorus]

For you to come pick up your clothes

I have them folded

Meet me at the door while it's still open

I know it's getting cold out, but it's not frozen

So come pick up your clothes

I have them folded

So come pick up your clothes

I have them folded

Meet me at my door while it's still open

I know it's getting cold out, but tell me that it's not frozen

So come pick up your clothes

I have them folded

[Remix King]

Like a crooked umpire I'm calling you all out

With God, you either all in or all out

With God, its like Bingo, just call out Jesus

Play the end game like Avengers and Fallout

A Jamaican with money like what the blood-clout

Some people curse when they get a Rolex, watch your mouth

Like a Timex I know you're ticked with me

But like Nolan Ryan, don't be hitting me

Like a malfunctioning watch, keep your hands off me

Cause only God can put his is hands on me

Is your disdain valid or is it envy

Are you a friend or the enemy

I'm nervous in church like a sinner be

You want to see change, but I want my money back

I protect the quarterback like the center be

And if you came to revival I know you felt the energy

[Post-Chorus]

I'll let your body decide if this is good enough for you

Already folding it for you

Already folding up for you

I'll let your body decide if this is good enough for you

Already folding it for you

Already folding up for you

[Remix King]

Like a drug addict in the MLB, tryin get to first base

After the first taste, you made me an addict

But when my wife called last night I panicked

Like a cool cat I should have never strayed in the first place

Last night I know I should have stayed

But my wife made me go home, she must have prayed

But sometimes like a toy, we all get played

That's why Beyonce made Lemonade

You're sweet like sweet tea

You have a country taste to me

Last night I was in Italy

I knocked the boot and there was so much water

When you gave me a piece(a)

I ate it like pizza

You made me take the subway

At subway I always order the spicy Italian

Last night was Rocky, I was the Italian stallion

High like I was on valium 

When you were pleased I seized

Had me on my knees

Like James said, Please baby please come back to me

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John Hurt: Make Me a Pallet on Your Floor (Remix)

[Mississippi John Hurt]Make Me a Pallet on Your Floor
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Make me down a pallet on your floor

Make me down
Make me a pallet down, soft and low
Make me a pallet on your floor
Oh make me down
Make me down
Make me a pallet down, soft and low
Make me a pallet on your floor
Up the country
Up the country by the cold sleet and snow
I'm going up the country
By the cold sleet and slow
I'm going up the country by the cold sleet and snow
No telling how much further I may go
Oh make me down
Make me down
Make me a pallet down, soft and low
Make me a pallet on your floor
[Michael Green Remix]

Lord, build me  up a pallet on your floor

I stand at heaven's gate but angels bar the door
Let your word usher me in
Oh Good Lord be my friend 

Can I please come inside, I won't sin no more

Make me down a pallet on your floor
Make me down a pallet on your floor

Build me up a pallet high, soft and low
Make me to lie down high upon your floor
Make me down a pallet on your floor
Make me down a pallet on your floor

That ole devil tricked me down below

He wanted to make my bed, forever down below

To burn forever with the spark and tow
But to his surprise, you pulled the wool from my eyes
Make me down a pallet on your floor
Jesus make me down a place to dwell with you
I know your grace will quickly see me through
So I may forever rest and dwell with you
Jesus make me down a place on high with you
Jesus make me down
Jesus make me down a place to dwell with you
Satan wanted me in Hell without you
Lord, that ole devil tried to treat me just like he treated you
Like Peter you warned me of his desire, to sort and sift me too
But I leaned on you to help see and get me through
Jesus make me down a place to dwell with you
Make me down a pallet on your floor

Let's keep this quiet, don't let that ole devil know

Ain't no telling what he'd do if he knew

Make me down a pallet on your floor

I don't need no mansion I'll lay in peace at heaven's door
But to his surprise you told my soul to rise
Jesus make me down a place in your high-rise
Make me a pallet high, soft and low
Make me a pallet on your floor

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